Christmas Gift Revealed & New Play!

Hey ACP!

Before we start,I want to wish you all a Merry Christmas,have a happy day with your family and enjoy the Holidays and the Snow for this Season!

Now,Remember that Present on the Catalogue? Well,Today Is christmas,That means it’s time to Unwrap it!

The Present Is…

Ho ho ho! A Christmas Chair! Sweet! šŸ˜€

Now lets Waddle to the Plaza…

The Stage has change to an Old Play,its “Quest for the Golden Puffle”

That’s all for today!



Merry Christmas :D

Anyone who posts over this today will be beaten, cooked, and served to my family as theĀ ChristmasĀ roast. Just warning ya. Put edits below this please.

Shab: Boomer you put too many pictures from your photobucket on the site/chat so they all exceeded bandwidth. I replaced the chat one with the old one from my photobucket. See what you can do with the sidebar banners.


How Santa Works:





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Perhaps the best proof there is a Santa

Eight-year-old Virginia O’Hanlon wrote a letter to the editor of New York’s Sun, and the quick response was printed as an unsigned editorial Sept. 21, 1897. The work of veteran newsman Francis Pharcellus Church has since become history’s most reprinted newspaper editorial, appearing in part or whole in dozens of languages in books, movies, and other editorials, and on posters and stamps.

“DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old.

“Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus.

“Papa says, ‘If you see it in THE SUN it’s so.’

“Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?



VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

You may tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.

Part 2 of Freds War Story

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What Christmas is to me

Christmas for me is a time of celebration and being with my family. If you are a christian, you are celebrating the birth of Christ. Some Celebrate the African Kwanzaa, others of Jewish decent or faith, celebrate Hanuka. Some here may even celebrate the pagan solstice. No matter your religious or ethnic back ground we are all family here at ACP. We all celebrate together in our own traditional ways. At my house we have our Christmas tree adorned with ornaments hand made, store bought and some passed down from my grand parents, and great grand parents. To me this allows them to still be here among us in memory and heart. This year will be the first Christmas with out my brother. My parents try to hide their pain and grief from us, but we see it and understand it and accept it. This Christmas will be difficult, but in the true spirit, a celebration of birth. We will think back to a life gone, life going forward and life yet to come. Tonight when Santa comes down our chimney and graces our tree with presents and stockings full of goodies, he will be entering a home of love, grief, happiness and sadness all in one. The one thing we wish most for this Christmas will never be, but the one thing we will always have is family, and I think that is true for each and everyone of us this holiday season. No matter which form of holiday you chose to celebrate, please take one moment to think about your family and what each means to you, then tell them how much they mean to you. It’s a gift they will cherish forever. Trust me on that.

Merry Christmas, Happy Kwanzaa, Happy Hanuka and here’s to a great Pagan Solstice ACP!

Dryvit, 2ic.